Monday, December 22, 2008

Dry Lips And Broken Ribs

Why should I try again?
One wound heals and another's opened
with a fresh pain.
It's starting to look like I'll never know how it feels
To be content or decided
To have something real.

In all my years my luck has never changed.
The coin has always landed tails.
Even times when it's what I want to hear
For some stupid reason I close my ears.

What did I do?
I don't want the last time I saw you
To be the last time I see you.
Your silence hurts more than words ever could.
Please talk to me.

I watched you walk away and turn the corner
After you left a kiss on my cheek.
My chest has been sore ever since.
You've left me breathless and weak.